The girl walked outside, into the warm summer heat. Spotting her father across the beachfront, addressing the villagers, Maria decided to go to the Fireworks Festival this year. Towel in hand, the young girl scanned the beach with her eyes for a good spot to observe the fireworks. "Hmm..." Maria pondered for a moment, then realized there was a good spot underneath a cedar tree. Hearing the ooh-ahhs of the crowd, Maria felt alone, but tranquil on her own towel. No one around... Somebody suddenly poked her, and the librarian jerked around. It was... Kurt, the carpenter's apprentice?
